held back the urge to punch him, pushing open the door to his walk-in closet. It was about twenty square meters, neatly organized with clothes for different seasons, occasions, and materials...Althou...l her son.Mu Jun was spoiled rotten since he was a child, a wastrel who spent his days eating, drinking, playing, and squandering money. At this moment, he was playing cards, "I won! I won again!!"He...